It was now Friday, the humans fifth day in Ponyville. This was sure to be the most eventful day so far. It was Party Day! The humans didn't have to do ANYTHING, all they had to do was sit back, and wait for the ponies to complete their party. It was THEIR party, and it sure was surreal to the humans. They expected to be shunned by all of Equestria, but they were opened with welcome arms by these ponies. Hell, even the surveyors of the land, the very powerful princesses of Equestria had their blessings.

They could only wish one thing, though....That their family and friends could be there with them. Freddie awoke for the first time since arriving, peacefully. He had been awoken by his sons every day since Monday, but today, the usual non-morning Freddie, was up at 8:13. His children of course, were gone, as today would be the last day of their first week of Ponyville school. Freddie smiled. He was quite proud of Damian, Kit and Tate. One full school, and he only had to go to ONE parent/teacher conference....That....Was a record! Freddie remembered one day, in fourth grade, Makayla Burgess and Deborah Killam had stolen his coat...

Flashback.....

October 14th, 1988...

Freddie was not doing what he was supposed to be....

It was past September, and was now the middle of October, leaves were scattered throughout the recess area of St. Clair's Edgar Murray Elementary. What was the problem you ask? Well, Freddie had asthma...He was born with it. Maybe it was from his mother smoking while she was carrying him in her stomach, which she denied doing, but Freddie doubted it. Freddie was okay in the Summer and Spring, he could play outside without any problems, and he was actually quite fast despite his issues, but when fall was approaching, and the temperature dropped into the upper 50's to lower 60's, Freddie started having problems. The cold air got to him, and he would be sick within minutes, no inhaler could help him, it was just a fact that Freddie would get sick if he went outside with strong winds such as this.

Freddie's fourth grade Teacher, Mrs. Kelly KNEW about Freddie's conditions, a doctor note had to be written every school year, and the teachers were to follow this. Because of this, during the Fall and Winter seasons, Freddie would have to walk up to the office, and sit at the table outside...He would always be the only kid there, unless there was a child who got in trouble, then they would accompany him at the table. Freddie was used to this daily routine for over half of the school year, and truthfully...He didn't mind it, he knew of the danger's of going outside.

But today....Was a special day.....It was the day, that kickball was brought back to recess. The privileges of it had been taken away from the children by, ironically, Freddie himself. Freddie was good at Kickball, the second best in his class, right behind "Steel Toe" Ian McQueen, who got his nickname from being able to kick the kickball back up to the pavement, and kickball was played WAAAAAAYYYYY back at the fence behind the swings, right next to the woods, so it way a pretty damn long way. Freddie, however, relied on strategy, rather than strength, he wasn't weak, he just didn't want to show off.

But, everytime Freddie went up to bat, it seemed like chaos ensued. As said, Freddie usually didn't kick the ball a far way, but he did kick the ball VERY hard....It was like a cannonball exploding out of a Revolutionary War cannon. And, unfortunately for Freddie, he usually kicked the ball towards the girls playing, and not the athletic girls either, he kicked it towards the girls who were either too fat, too scared of the ball, or a mixture of both.

It was truly annoying, and every single time, the girls either screamed and got knocked on their ass, or when they tried to catch it, they somehow jammed their finger....DOH! So, after a while of this, the game was taken away from recess, and now, all the kids had to do.....Was SWING....BLLLEEEEHH!!!!! Luckily, the day after it was banned, Freddie had to stay inside, and he never got to go outside again until the spring, so he was never chewed out by his classmates.

But now, after almost a year, kickball was BACK! Freddie knew he was supposed to stay inside, but his love for Kickball was too much....

"I'll just....Take my coat outside...." Freddie thought to himself. "No way I'll get sick with it on!" It was after lunch, and Freddie had now grabbed his large coat, and he put it on. And for super extra protection, he even zipped it up. It was safe to say, if this was July, Freddie would be dead from heat exhaustion.

A few moments later, Freddie was outside. Screw the swings, screw the basketball hoops (Which some didn't even have a hoop), and screw the jungle gym! Those were for the third graders....Kickball....WAS FOR THE BIG BOYS!

Freddie grinned widely as he saw that teams many kids were already making their way down to the field, he sprinted past all of the walking children within a matter of seconds, and was the first one to touch the kickball. The feel....The fine leather of the kickball brought back many great memories....Freddie was indeed in love.

Some of the kids laughed at Freddie as he nuzzled the ball with his cheek, fuck it, he loved this Ball, and would marry it if given the chance. And since St. Clair wasn't the richest school around, this was the same ball that was used when Freddie injured all those girls, there were even splotches of blood, and some old teeth marks on it, thank gosh none of the girls had AIDS, that would SUCK.

Team were picked, and Freddie was team Captain, along with his best Friend at the time, Ian McQueen. When it was Freddie's turn to bat, he figured he would get a hit, and didn't want to sweat too much, since sweat and wind would DEFINITELY give him a cold, so he took off his coat, and placed it onto the fence.

About 25 minutes later, and the game was Over. Ian and Freddie's teams had tied, as both of the team Captains were considered the two MVP's of the game, Freddie smiled, his favorite game was back, but he could already feel a sneeze coming on. He had gotten a cold. How would he explain this to his Mom? He would have to come up with another lie, which he was used to doing. Oh well, it was worth it. He went over to collect his coat, but he noticed it was gone....

"Oh no!" Freddie said aloud. "My coat!" He frantically searched around the area, he figured the strong wind must have blown it away, but he heard two girls giggling in the distance, he turned around, and saw Deborah Killam and Makayla Burgess, and they had his coat!

"Looking for this, hard-to-breath?" Deborah said, flaunting Freddie's coat in the air. It was one thing to steal his Coat, but to make fun of him for his own problems? That was low all in itself....

Freddie furrowed his eyebrows, and screamed at the top of his lungs, "GIVE THAT BACK, YOU POOPY-HEEEEEAAADDDSSS!!!!!!!!" The two fat girls gasped, and immediately dropped the coat in the dirt, and ran off screaming, "TEACHER! TEEAACHHEERR!!!!!"

Freddie thought nothing of it at the time, he just grumbled to himself, and went over to the dirt to pick up his coat. Luckily, it had no dirt on it, because if it did, those girls would get an earful of an even more obscene insult...

A few minutes later, Freddie returned to class, and unfortunately, those two same girls were in his fourth grade Class. Mrs. Kelly looked at Freddie disapprovingly.

"Go to the office, Freddie....." Mrs. Kelly said frustratedly. She handed Freddie a note, and pointed to the door. Freddie had no idea what this was about, but he looked down at the note and gasped.

"Calling children "Poopy-heads?"" Freddie repeated the contents of the notes to himself. "That's barely an insult! Most fourth graders cuss everyday!" Freddie growled. "Those tattle-tales...."

It all ended fine, though. Freddie didn't even get in trouble, but he had a cold for 4 days....And then 3 months later, kickball was cancelled once again! For good this time, too...

So yeah, the moral of the story is....Freddie's kids are more mature than him.

Freddie chuckled, and walked out of the barn. He walked to the Apple Family's house, and tried to open it, it was locked. He peered through the window, and saw no sign of Granny Smith asleep in her rocking chair. He figured everyone was just helping out with the party.

"This must be a BITCHIN' party if everyone is planning it!" Freddie exclaimed aloud. He rubbed his hoofs together in anticipation. "I just hope there's alcohol...A party isn't a party without alcohol!"

Meanwhile.....

Sugarcube Corner.....

Freddie was indeed right. Many of the ponies of Ponyville were gathered at Sugarcube to help plan the human's Party. They were holding the party at Town Hall, but were afraid the humans might see the party if it was so out in the open, so they would prepare it here, and would use Pinkie's party cannon to set it up at Town Hall when the time was right. Twilight was the party Organizer, of course, since she was the most organized.

"Umm, Rainbow Dash?" Twilight called out to the Pegasus, who was helping out with the decorations.

"Yeah?" Dash asked.

"Could you....Help Derpy with the banner?" Twilight gestured towards Derpy, who was painting the banner. Of course, her screwed up eyes weren't making it any better. She was also more paint all over the table than on the banner.

Dash cringed, and flew over to Derpy. "Derpy! What happened?"

Derpy frowned. "I just don't know what went wrong...." She explained. Dash facehoofed.

"Then why are you still painting?" Dash asked.

"I was trying to make it better!" Derpy cried.

"You did a great job..." Dash replied sarcastically.

Derpy glared. "Let's see YOU do any better."

Dash smirked. She loved a challenge. "Pfffttt! I can paint this thing in 10 seconds FLAT." She grabbed the paintbrush from Derpy, and began zooming around the banner at top speed. She had finished painting in no time.

"That was only 9 seconds...." Derpy exclaimed, crossing her arms.

Dash gulped. "Eh, I meant 9 seconds flat. Yeah, that's it!" She chuckled nervously.

"Nuh uh. You did it wrong, Dash..." Derpy accused.

"Oh, did I?" Dash asked, scowling.

"Yeah, you did....." Derpy answered. "And I think you KNOW what went wrong...."

Dash could not think of anything to say. Derpy was right, after all. "I.....Weeellll....You suck, Derpy...." She flew away, leaving behind a triumphant Derpy.

Twilight rolled her eyes. She checked "Banner" off of the list. She went over to Fluttershy, whose job was to teach the birds to sing something....UNIQUE.

"How are the birds coming along, Fluttershy?" Twilight asked.

"Well....ummmm..." Fluttershy stumbled quietly. "I don't understand, Twilight...."

Twilight raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

"What do you mean by "UNIQUE"?" Fluttershy asked. Unique could mean many things, and Fluttershy needed a sample before she could teach her birds to sing a certain something.

"You're the expert, Fluttershy," Twilight answered. "You think up whatever you want. But it has to be ORIGINAL. You know, unique, like the humans."

"I'm not sure if I can come up with my very own number, Twilight..." Fluttershy responded with fright. "It's...too much pressure...."

Twilight smiled, and placed a hoof on Fluttershy's shoulder. "Don't worry, Fluttershy...You're the best at this! Don't you want to make the humans happy?"

"Well, umm....yes..." Fluttershy quietly answered. "But it will take a while to teach my birds on how to play a CUSTOM number..."

"We've got 10 hours, Fluttershy." Twilight said, remembering the time, it would ruin her reputation of being organized if she forgot what time the party started. "I KNOW you can teach these birds to sing their hearts out!"

Fluttershy smiled. "Y-you're right, Twilight....I CAN DO THIIIIISSSS!!!!!!!!" Fluttershy screamed, startling a bunch of the ponies, she giggled softly. "Oops....I'm sorry...."

Twilight giggled, but she couldn't check "Music" off her list just quite yet, but she had faith in Fluttershy's ability. She then walked over to Applejack and Big Mac, who were preparing a large amount of Apple treats.

"How are the Applelicious delicacies going, you two?" Twilight asked.

"Another batch'a the apple Pie just got done." Applejack answered happily. "Pinkie Pie sure is a speed baker! Right, Big Mac?"

Big Mac nodded. "Eeeyup."

No sooner than a few seconds later, Pinkie Pie burst through the back door of Sugarcube Corner, carrying cakes and pies of all kind. "Watch out, Everypony!" Pinkie exclaimed. "Lots of hot stuff coming through!" Pinkie almost lost her balance under the weight of all of the food, but was somehow able to place all of it on the table.

"Wow, Pinkie Pie!" Twilight said. "How are you so fast at this?"

Pinkie giggled. "It's a lot easier when you have such AWESOME helpers!" A few seconds later, Spike and Rarity walked outside wearing aprons. Oddly enough, Spike's apron read, "Kiss the Dragon."

"I think the apron speaks for itself, Rarity." Spike said, gazing at his crush dreamily. "So why don't you follow through?"

Rarity sighed. "Spike, we have more important things to worry about than YOUR needs.....I've got cake batter in my coat!"

Spike groaned. "Oh, but can't it wait? You shouldn't defy the words of the Apron."

"I'm quite sorry, Spikey wikey, but I MUST cleanse myself!" Rarity ran over to Pinkie. "Pinkie, dear, would it be alright if I could return home and tidy up?"

Pinkie laughed. "Of course, Rarity! Me and Spike are still a well-working machine, even without you!"

Rarity smiled. "Oh, THANK YOU, dahling! I will be back lickity split!" With that, she ran off at top speed, might as well be sweaty too.

Spike groaned. "Hmph. So much for generous..."

Many minutes later....

Carousel Boutique....

It was a long and tough run, but Rarity was able to get back home. She was drenched with sweat, but all of that along with the cake batter would be gone after a nice, steamy shower.

Rarity opened the door, and the first thing she saw, was CM Punk, glaring at her.

"Oh, um...Hello, Phillip." Rarity said, blinking.

Punk just sat up from the couch, and crossed his arms. "Where were you....?" He asked simply.

"I was helping Pinkie Pie prepare for your party." She answered.

"Well, that's all fine and dandy..." Punk replied, smiling. "But when I woke up, you weren't here, and I, had to make myself....THIS!" Punk held up a plate of ashes.

"....WHAT IN EQUESTRIA IS THAT?" Rarity gasped, jumping back.

"This....My marshmallow fiend.....IS TOAST..." Punk said, still glaring angrily at Rarity. "I can't make breakfast for shit, I've told you this...."

"I'm terribly sorry, Phillip." Rarity said sincerely. "But I had to help plan the Party!"

"You expect me to eat THIS?" Punk questioned. "Look at it....It's Burnt. Fucking. TOAST..."

"It's more than just burnt, dahling....It's disintegrated."

Punk's eyes bulged with rage. "I CAN SEE THAT....And the ashes....Are on YOUR hands!" He pointed a hoof at Rarity eerily.

"I'm....I'm..." Rarity had nothing to say, Sweetie Belle made better toast than this.....

"YOU killed this toast..." Punk proclaimed. "And now...YOU WILL EAT YOUR CASUALTY."

Rarity cringed. "You cannot be seri-"

"EAT IT!" Punk interrupted.

"Eating ashes, dear? That's......"

"Not ladylike?" Punk said, finishing Rarity's sentence. "I understand....But, I think we can agree, that this toast is DEFINITELY catlike!" Punk picked at Opal, and smashed her face into the burnt toast.

Rarity gasped. "OPAL!" Rarity rushed towards Punk, and was able to pull her out of his grasp. Punk just smirked evilly.

"How DARE you!" Rarity said. "I expected better of you, Phillip! You don't just feed innocent animals....Dead toast!"

"You have no one to blame but yourself..." Punk said, smirking. He then noticed the cake batter in Rarity's coat. "Hey, you've uh...Got something in your coat..."

Rarity sighed. "Yes, and now so does Opalescence, thanks to YOU. Excuse us, while we clean ourselves..." Rarity walked off towards the bathroom.

Punk looked at the burnt toast. He leaned down, and took a little lick, he immediately regretted it. "Oh my....Now I know how that damn cat Feels!"

Minutes later.....

Punk tip-hoofed into the bathroom. Opal had been washed, the burnt toast was now erased from her fur, Rarity was now washing herself. She was whistling some sort of tune, but Punk knew she wouldn't be for long. He crept up to the toilet, and flushed.

Rarity stopped whistling. "Good gracious....What is-AAAAAHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!" Rarity screamed at the top of her lungs as hot water poured all over her pony body. Punk laughed uproariously as Rarity's head peeked through the shower curtains.

"PHHHIIIILLLLIIIPPP!!!!!" Rarity screamed, glaring at Punk with fury in her eyes. "I'M GHOST!" Punk proclaimed, running out of the bathroom at top speed.

Punk ran out of Carousel Boutique as fast as he could, luckily, all of his other human friends were waiting for him outside.

"Oh thank GOD..." Punk said, looking up into the clouds, even though GOD wasn't even known of in the current dimension.

"Hey, Phil." Austin said, smiling. "You look glad to see us...."

"Course I am!" Punk said, hugging Austin unexpectedly.

"Next comes the Rape..." Nova whispered to Ze, making him laugh.

"Umm....Nice to see you, two buddy..." Austin said, chuckling awkwardly.

Phil's eyes bulged, he quickly stopped the hug. "Sorry, man, I'm just happy you guys are here...I need to get away from here."

"....The hell did you do?" Freddie asked, although he figured it was something horrible. They all got their answer when Rarity thrust open the front door.

"You....Did her?" Marcus said, snickering. Punk punched him in the arm.

Rarity was breathing heavily, with the same look Twilight had on her face for most of "Lesson Zero".

"Oh, hey Rars....." Punk said, chuckling. "Me and my friends were just going toooo..." He looked at his friends for an answer.

"We were going to the school!" Nova exclaimed. "Me and Ze are gonna yell at some kids!"

Rarity looked dumfounded. "The school gave YOU two jobs?" Nova and Ze nodded. "Oh my....Forgive me, dahlings, but...You don't seem like the Educational type."

"That's where you are wrong, Ms. Rarity. Ze and Nova are the new Gym teachers!" Ze corrected.

"That isn't much better..." Rarity thought. "I see....Well, do not be too hard on the foals, they have a future. And Phillip...When you get back.....I'd like to have a word with you...."

Punk gulped. "Alright. See ya, Rars'." The 7 humans walked off.

Rarity shut the door, still visibly angry, but she soon forgot all about the Shower incident, when another thought entered her mind. "Hold on a minute..." Rarity said aloud. "Did Phillip just call me...Rars'? Surely he isn't becoming...FRIENDLY with me..." Rarity laughed. "Oh, I HIGHLY doubt that! I'm surprised a beast such as him even has any friends!"

Meanwhile.....

"I knew it!" Marcus said. "You DID have sex with her!" Punk rolled his eyes.

"No, dum-dum...I flushed the toilet on her while she was taking a Shower." Punk explained.

"Dammit..." Marcus grumbled. "You can't get a disease that way!"

"Wait...So were allowed to go to school with Ze and Nova?" Punk asked.

"Yeah. We asked Ms. Peachtree if we could have some friends over on our first day, and she said YES!" Nova exclaimed happily, high-hoofing Ze.

"Does she not realize the school may be Burned down by the end of the day?" Freddie asked, snickering.

"If anyone is gonna be burning down the school..." Punk began. "It'll be me...I can't even make toast..."

"Haha! You fucking loser!" Marcus teased. "I've eaten sweets for Breakfast every day since coming here."

"You'll be too fucking Fat to be a Wrestler..." Nova said, laughing.

"Yeah? Well, I can STILL kick your ass." Marcus boasted.

"I never said you couldn't." Nova rolled his eyes. "See? You guys ALWAYS do this. You know we aren't Wrestlers, but you big tough bastards always threaten us...But nothing is even done!"

"Yes....Ze thinks you are all PUSSY'S!" Ze added.

Austin laughed. "You guys know we're just kidding."

"Yeah...There's NO WAY we're gonna mess with the big, bad Gym teachers!" Freddie snickered.

"Laugh it up, assholes..." Nova said. "But we'll all be having a job, while you guys will be unemployed because you wont be able to Wrestle as ponies!"

"It can't be THAT hard..." Austin said.

"I guess we'll find out tomorrow..." Marcus replied.

Many hours Later....

The torture was over...For now atleast. Another school week was now over. The foals busted out of the school doors, cheering their little hearts out. Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo noticed Ze and Nova, and their friends were the first teachers out of the building, and were going to return home.

"Mr. Ze! Mr. Nova!" Scootaloo called out to them. Ze and Nova turned around to meet the three little fillies.

"'Sup?" Was all Nova said, smirking.

"We just wanted to saaayy..." Scootaloo continued.

"....YOU GUYS ARE THE BEST. GYM TEACHERS. EVER!" The Cutie Mark Crusaders bellowed simultaneously. A tear formed in Ze's eye from the cuteness.

"And you guys suck, what Else is new?" Nova said, as he and Ze wave goodbye to the three fillies.

"Wow..." Sweetie Belle said, staring in awe. "They are SOOOOOO cool..."

"Ah know!" Apple Bloom said, a huge grin on her face.

And no, this is NOT ass-backwards land. Yes, these children were HAPPY to be told that they suck...But there is a reason for that. Ze and Nova taught the children their special "Backwards language", when they say "You suck", it really means they are saying "You rock". If they say, "You are a fucking loser who will eat a Monkey's anus", they really mean "You are a fucking cool guy who will eat a Monkey's banana".

All in all, the kids have taken a liking to Ze and Nova's type of teaching. They loved the way they spoke their mind, and the way that they cussed like a Sailor. Some of the kids were already looking up them as heroes, as they said what not a lot of other ponies had the guts to say.

"What did you think of Mr. Ze and Mr. Nova?" Damian asked Diamond Tiara as her and the three boys walked out of class.

Diamond Tiara scoffed. "I think they're losers....I mean, who curses in front of a bunch of innocent Children? They shouldn't even HAVE a job."

Tate liked Ze and Nova VERY much, but he didn't want to lose a friend. "I think they're losers, too!"

"Oh...Yeah..." Damian said, wondering if he should agree or not, because he too liked Ze and Nova. In fact, Diamond Tiara was the only foal who was not fond of them. Non-the-less, Damian gave in. "Yeah....They're losers..."

Kit looked at his brothers in worry. Ever since they became friends with Diamond Tiara, they followed her every bidding, it was almost like an Upbringing. It was like SHE was their leader, not Kit...Kit was used to being the leader, but he never actually ordered or bossed his brothers around, Diamond Tiara did, and when Kit called her out on it, and why she didn't boss him around, DT answered, "Kit, you are strong. You are not a follower, you are a leader, that's what you are going to be when you grow up, I can tell..Your brothers, however, need some guidance, I'm not bossing them around, I'm simply getting them ready for the orders YOU will be giving them, because sooner or later, they WILL be taking orders from you." Kit bought into it, no matter how much he disliked DT's tactics.

"Well, DT..." Kit began. "We have to go now."

"Yeah! Tate's gotta beat Scootaloo in a race!" Damian reclaimed.

"Yeah!" Tate exclaimed, as well.

Diamond smiled. "You beat her good..." She said with a wink, and she then started walking off. "Goodbye, boys!" She waved, and the boys waved back. Soon, though, they were face to face with the CMC's.

"You ready to do this?" Was all Scootaloo said, still angry at the boys. So were Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom, but she knew that sooner or later, they would be on her side, just like Applejack said.

"Oh yeah!" Tate said, obviously determined. "I'm gonna fry some Chicken!"

Scootaloo rolled her eyes. "Get your Scooter, and follow me. I've got the perfect spot to race." Tate obliged, and followed after Scootaloo, who was a few feet ahead of him.

"Well, we'd better go." Damian said, looking back at the other two CMC's. "Gotta go watch our bro BEAT that loser!" Kit got on his bike, and Damian sit in the wagon.

"Wait!" Apple Bloom began. "How're we s'posed to get there?"

"Not our problem." Kit said, almost ready to ride off, and leave the girls in the dust.

"We know the shortcut to the Finish line." Sweetie Belle said, trying to reel a ride from the boys.

"Yeh! And ya'll don't." Apple Bloom added. "So one'a us has ta ride dah bike, while dah other sits in dah back."

Damian and Tate looked at eachother. "She's got a point..." Kit said, Damian facehoofed. "You're right..." Damian replied, CURSE his brother for ALWAYS being right!

"Ugh....FINE." Kit said, giving up. "Who wants to steer us in the right direction?" The hell.....WHAT A HORRIBLE PUN!

Sweetie Belle smiled, and held a hoof up. "I will."

Damian and Kit, defeated, went to sit in the wagon with Apple Bloom. It wasn't what they wanted, but they got the Gentleman in them from their Father, and it was screaming at them to not leave the poor little fillies behind.

"Just so you know..." Kit continued. "We HATE this..."

Apple Bloom smirked. "Ah know ya do."

Many minutes Later.....

It was time. Time for the big Race. The venue of such an important event: The same area that Rainbow Dash and Applejack raced against eachother in the "Running of The Leaves". Scootaloo and Tate lined up their Scooters next to eachother's, although Scootaloo noticed Tate's was just a BIT across the start line.

"Hey!" Scootaloo yelled. "Push your scooter back, Cheater!"

"Nuh uh. I don't cheat!" Tate replied. "Only CHICKENS cheat!"

Scootaloo growled impatiently. "Ya know what? FINE! I'm still gonna beat you!"

"Ha! Yeah, well......Okay!"

Scootaloo rolled her eyes, this would be too EASY. Tate was the biggest moron she'd ever met! "Ready?" She asked.

"I should be asking you if you're ready to get CREAMED!" Tate said, laughing like an idiot.

"Shut up." Scootaloo retorted. "Ready..."

"Set..." Tate said, leaning forward, a determined look in his eyes.

"...GO!" Both Tate and Scootaloo said simultaneously, and with that, they were off. Rubber was immediately burned, as the ground had tire marks on it.

Tate only had a half inch of an advantage, since Scootaloo allowed him to cheat, but that didn't last long, as she caught up to him within a matter of seconds. The foals were going so fast, that two separate rock and dirt piles were beginning to form around them, and they would surely follow their trail throughout the whole race.

They had only been racing about 300 feet so far, but Tate was ALREADY worried. He had seen Scootaloo on that scooter of hers, and she was an absolute BEAST! Even he would admit it, they were no rules to this race, so he felt like just ramming her off the side of the trail and cruising on to victory, but he knew that would be a dick move, and there would likely be SERIOUS repercussions, so he dismissed the idea.

Neither of the two even snuck a glance at eachother, they were too focused on this race. Not only was this a battle of the Sexes, which would prove for the time being, which gender was better, Filly...Or Colt, but also, these two currently had a lot of anger pent up towards eachother. Scootaloo was basically betrayed by Tate for her worst enemy, while Tate doesn't believe it to be that way, he is mad at Scootaloo because she is a quote on quote "Bully", this race was very important for many reasons, it would probably do big business in Ponyville if tickets were sold, but it was just a classic battle between two rivals.

5 miles later....

Scootaloo and Tate's legs were KILLING them. They weren't running, but they did have to scoot their hooves against the ground a lot when their scooters slowed down. This was an evenly matches race. Sometimes Tate passed Scootaloo, sometimes it was the other way around. Other than that, the stats were pretty much shared, neither had cheated yet, and since the race was almost over, they likely wouldn't.

They were less than 500 feet away from the finish line, even Damian, Kit, Apple Bloom could see tiny figures in the distance.

"That's them!" Sweetie Belle said excitedly.

"COME-ON, TATE!!!!" Damian yelled.

"LES'GO, SCOOTS'! YOU GOT THIS!" Apple Bloom cheered.

Second after second, they got closer to the finish line. Second after second, they got more tired and tired, they weren't even going fast anymore. At the start of the race, they were as fast as Ussain Bolt, now in the closing feet in the race, they were as fast as Jeff Harbison.

"They're almost here..." Kit said, the anticipation was killing not only him, but everyone within this radius.

Even though they were both neck and neck close to eachother, Scootaloo was still confident. She didn't want this to be a tie, so, with all the speed she had left in her body, she began to scoot faster and faster, her scooter was picking up more speed. Tate gasped, as his dreams of being a victor were beginning to go down the drain.

"HERE SHE COMES!" Sweetie Belle exclaimed.

But, it was too good to be true. Less than 50 feet left, and of all things, a tire in Scootaloo's scooter hit a rock. It wasn't a giant rock, but it was big enough to stop Scootaloo's golden run. The force of the rock exerted against the scooter, and Scootaloo was launched off of the trail, not too far, though, her scooter did not move again, the rock had stopped it's momentum, and had knocked it over onto the ground.

Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle gasped. "OH NO!!!!!" They screamed simultaneously. Even Damian and Kit looked a little worried about Scootaloo's condition.

Tate had this in the bag....There was no way Scootaloo would be getting up, and even if she did, it would too late. Tate was less than 20 feet away from the finish line, but as the closing moments of this race Began, Tate....Felt something inside of him...Was it a feeling? Yes, it was...A feeling of guilt. Tate felt guilt. Guilt that he was going to win this race, he was going to beat Scootaloo. He wanted to beat Scootaloo more than ANYTHING, but....Not like this. He wanted a fair race, and that rock sure screwed that up.

Right before Tate's scooter crossed the finish line, he stomped his two back hooves onto the ground, causing his scooter to come to a halt. He looked back at Scootaloo, who was lying down, back first off of the trail. Since she wasn't even going that fast, she only got launched about 5 feet, so she definitely didn't break any bones. Non-the-less, Tate felt the need to...Go and check on her. He laid his scooter on it's side, and trotted over to Scootaloo as fast as he could. He looked down at her, and didn't know if she was unconscious, or just playing a trick on him, either way, he felt bad. So bad....He was about to do something he would regret.

Tate picked up Scootaloo in his front hooves. She wasn't too heavy for Tate, as he could even walk on his back legs while carrying her. Tate went over to Scootaloo's knocked over scooter, and placed it back up, he then lay Scootaloo onto it. Again, the scooter wasn't going fast, so the rock didn't pop a tire, or anything like that. Tate used his nose to push the scooter all 50 feet, down to the finish line. Right before reaching it, he stopped, and thought about this. He wondered if it was the right thing to do. Should he really, purposely lose to a GIRL? Even a girl he disliked. Even with how wrong it sounded, Tate knew....it sounded 10 times more right. His brothers and Scootaloo's two best friends watches, as Tate pushed Scootaloo, and her scooter, across the finish line, with himself tagging right behind.

Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle smiled warmly. Tate did the right thing. No matter how ignorant he and his brothers had been acting...Tate still did the right thing.

"Tate.....? You okay?" Kit asked, not knowing what was going through his brother's mind.

Tate smiled, and turned towards his brothers. "She won..." He replied. "So yeah, I'm fine."

"Wow..." Was all Sweetie Belle could say, looking down at Scootaloo. She looked eh okay, she just had a few scratches on her face.

"I only did it..." Tate began. "Because it was the right thing to do...."

Tate knelt down, and looked at Scootaloo. Almost as soon as his eyes met her closed eyes, they opened up. Scootaloo looked around, and noticed she was on her Scooter, but lying on her back.

"What...what Happened?" Scootaloo asked wearily, trying to shake the cobwebs.

"Ya crashed, Scoots!" Apple Bloom explained with happiness in her voice. "But Tate here picked you back up, and rolled ya across dah finish line!"

Scootaloo's eyes bulged. No way....No way would stubborn Tate let a GIRL beat him! No matter what the circumstances were...She must've been dreaming......

"Is....is that true?" She asked Tate. Tate slowly nodded. Scootaloo gasped.

"I only did it because I...felt bad for you." Tate said, suddenly smirking. "Yeah! That's right! I felt bad for the poor, stupid chicken. You only won because I LET you. You would NEVER beat me if we were matched! HA!"

Scootaloo smiled. She knew Tate was just trying to act all macho, but she knew the truth....She knew why Tate let her win...Because he wanted to stick his dick in her....Uhhh, yeah...

Scootaloo got up from her scooter, and looked into Tate's eyes. Tate looked as well, and as they did, they both felt feelings they had never felt before. Now...The feeling of guilt had left Tate, and that was replaced by......Like? HA! Never! Tate? Like a girl? Never gonna happen! And fuck you if you think it will!

But one moment later, those feelings left Tate's body and mind forever....At Scootaloo planted a small kiss on his cheek. Nothing too fancy, or long, just a plain old-fashioned love tap. But to those two, it was more that PLAIN....Fireworks shot off at that very same moment.

Scootaloo smirked. "Yeah, yeah, yeah...Keep talking." She replied. Tate was shocked, as was everyone else.

"Did...She just....?" Was all Damian could whisper to Kit.

"A-affirmative..." Kit replied.

"Come-on, girls..." Scootaloo said, gesturing for Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle to follow her. "See you at the party, Tate." She smiled, and grabbed her scooter, and that was it....Race over, relationship....BEGIN.

Damian waved a hoof in front of Tate's face, but it was no use....His face had now contorted into that, of a small boy....In love....

"Oh no..." Damian said, shaking his head. "Now he looks like a dope!"

Kit examined his brother's look more closely. "He kinda looks like Ed, from Ed, Edd n' Eddy."

Damian laughed. "He does! Hey, Tate, ya like buttered toast?"

All Tate could do was shake his head slowly. "No....I like Chicken Nuggets...."

One hour Later.....

"So, Mr. Lauranaitis.....You say you have an answer for why a multitude of WWE Superstars have reported missing?" Asked Stephanie McMahon, the CEO of the World Wrestling Entertainment.

"I do indeed." John Lauranaitis answered, a confident smile on his face.

"Well, let's hear it." Said Shane McMahon.

John cleared his throat. "We had the suspicion that Pyro-Zi was up to this, so, we searched his locker room, and upon inspection...We found....THIS." John placed the Dimensionomicon on the glass meeting table.

"What....IS THAT?" A clueless Stephanie asked.

"I'm not sure what it's called," John said, scratching the back of his neck. "But, I do know what the device does."

"And that would beeeeee...?" Shane asked curiously.

"It transports people to different dimensions." John answered simply.

Stephanie nodded, convinced so far. "How do you know what it does, though?"

"Well, we also found the blueprints to it inside of Pyro-Zi's locker..." John explained, setting the blueprints to the Dimensionomicon on the table, Shane and Stephanie looked over it. "It clearly states what the intention of the device is, but I don't know the name of it, since it is written in the alphabet. of the planet that Pyro-Zi is from."

"Good job, Mr. Lauranaitis." Shane said, giving him a thumbs up. "But...How do you plan to get those Superstars back?"

"Me and some handpicked talent will be going there within the hour. We will do our absolute BEST to insure that they come home." John said with a cheesy smile.

Stephanie and Shane gave eachother looks. "What other choice do we have?" Stephanie said to her brother.

"You're right." Shane replied. "Alright, John...We shall be seeing you soon, then."

"You two have a good night." John said, waving goodbye, and walking out of the corporate office.

"Is the plan a go?" Daniel Bryan asked, looking around to make sure no one could hear them.

John cheesily smiled once again. "That's right. They don't suspect a thing."

"Yes..." Daniel quiet said. "Now, I can get back the WWE Championship from that.....PUNK." He cringed at the thought of Phillip Brooks.

"And I," John continued. "Can become...The Chairman, the position I've always deserved in this company. After all, that's the only thing we all care about, correct?''

Daniel, Chase Hediger, Brock Lesnar, Christian, and Damien Sandow nodded.

"Duurrr....Ah just wanna see mah uncle AUSTEEN!" Jeff Ross hyuked.

"No, Jeff!" Chase said, waving his index finger in Jeff's face. "Don't you remember? Austin Ross is bad, just like my uncle is Bad! All cousins are bad, and thanks to people like us...Everyone is going to figure that out." Jeff and Chase had formed an Alliance against their two Uncles ever since Over the Limit, although so far, it seemed like Jeff wasn't getting the point.

"Urrrr...Oh...Huh huh...Yeah." Jeff said, one of his eyes moving like it was a google eye.

"Why do we have to bring this MORONIC miscreant with us?" Damien asked, pointing at Jeff, who was picking his nose.

"Do not talk to the members of my Alliance like that, Damien!" John scolded the martyr, who just scowled in response. "Jeff will be a big part of this Plan, just like all of you will!"

"READY TO GO, BOSS?" Lesnar asked John, shooting himself up with roids while he talked.

"I am if you all are." John replied, and everyone else nodded. "Great."

"How does this thing even work?" The World Champion Christian asked, as everyone else went outside.

"Well, since I don't know exactly where they landed...I'll have to press the "Teleport to Last Destination" button." John did so, and immediately, a giant vortex appeared, sucking the Human dictionary, the whiny Canadian, the overpowered jock, the uber-hick, the maniacal-Missourian, the "Yes"-Man, and the Corrupt corporate official in.

Moments later, the 6 heels, and the one lone face, landed in Equestria. They landed in the same field that the humans did, and just like the Humans at first, they were...Well, still humans.

"Ugh..." Said Lesnar, rubbing his head. "Not even steroids can help me with this shit..."

"Where in the Great Gaspy are we?" Damien asked, rubbing his chin with his thumb and index finger.

"Hur hur...Ah think we's in heaven!" Jeff suggested, derpily looked at his surroundings.

"Shut up, corn-rows." Christian said, laughing at Jeff's stupidity.

"Hey! Leave him alone!" Chase growled. "You're uncle is nice! You have no right to talk!"

"Everyone just calm down..." John said, putting his hands up. "Let's just...Have a look around....They obviously landed in this exact same spot, because the machine says so. So they have to be around here somewhere."

"I agree." Bryan said. "Lead the way, sir."

"Thank you, Daniel..." John said, smiling at his Number 1 ass-kisser. "You all should act more like Daniel..."

"Yes, you should..." Daniel said, a Halo appearing above his head.

"SUCK MY DICK." Lesnar said, following John.

"Please, refrain from such language...You bumbling buffoon..." Damien said, cutting past Lesnar.

"SUCK....MY...DICK...." Lesnar repeated, causing Sandow to scoff.

"This plan is doomed thanks to all of you retards..." Christian said, laughing at his competition.

"YOUR MOTHER IS DOOMED THANKS TO MY DICK." Lesnar retorted.

All John Lauranaitis could do was shake his head, this plan would not work if everyone killed themselves right in front of him....."IF YOU ALL DON'T MOVE YOUR ASSES, YOUR FIRED!" John shouted, which caused all 6 of his men to shut up and start walking side by side.

John grinned. "Good...."

Meanwhile.....

"What's the password?" Horsepower, the bouncer of the party said.

"It's our party, asshole!" Nova shouted, ringing the ears of many People in line.

"WHAT'S. THE. PASSWORD?" Horsepower repeated the question.

"Ummmm....Yeah?" Austin answered weakly.

"EEEEEEEEHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!" Horsepower sounded off like a buzzer.

"YYYYYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Nova screamed at the top of his lungs, which even startled Horsepower himself.

"......YYYYEEEAAAHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You're right, bros!" He stepped aside, letting the humans pass.

"Someone should of just told me to freaking Yell, then..." Austin said, rolling his eyes.

"HI GUYS!" Pinkie said, as her and the Mane 6 approached the humans. "HOW DO YOU LIKE YOUR PARTY?"

"It sucks." Marcus said, which earned him an elbow in the gut from Freddie. "I mean....It's grreeeaaatt...Yup, juuusstt grreeeaatt...." He coughed.

"We really can't thank you enough, girls." Austin began. "No one has ever thrown all of us a Party before."

"It is the least we can do for you, dears!" Rarity exclaimed.

"Yeah! Ponyville hasn't been this much fun in a while!" Rainbow Dash added.

Applejack noticed that Ze was about to cry. "Ze, what's wrong, Sugacube?"

Ze let it all out, crying a fountain of tears. "You....You....YOU ALL CARE FOR ZEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!" The Mane 6 were taken aback at all of the emotion by Ze.

"There there, buddy..." Nova said, hugging his friend.

"THEY...THEY CARE FOR ZEEEEE!!!!!!!" Ze repeated.

"Yeah, I know." Nova said, chuckling.

Suddenly, a shed pulled up right in front of Town Hall, it was driven by a colt, one who looked like he was....Pussy-Whipped. Whoever was inside the shed, must be very famous.

Oooooorrr....Not.

"The GREAT and POWERFUL Trixie.....HAS RETURNED!" Said Trixie as the shed door's opened up. Many of the citizens groaned loudly. "Yes, yes, Trixie knows you all love her, but please, continue partying!" Trixie walked over to the Mane 6 and the Humans.

"Hello, Trixie." Twilight said, smiling at her....Friend? She must've been, she helped all of Equestria vanquish Nightmare Doctor, she was a hero, basically. "How did your Magic touring go?"

Trixie lowered her head in shame. "Trixie's fans....They, they all....Booed Trixie! They must not know greatness when they see it!" Trixie laughed obnoxiously.

"I'm awfully sorry it didn't work out for ya, Sugacube." Applejack said.

"Oh no, do not fret, for Trixie is not phased by their boos! Because Trixie knows that she can atleast come back home to Ponyville, and know that her BIGGEST fans are here!"

"Uuuuhhh.....Yeaaahhh...." Rainbow Dash said sarcastically.

"Well, well, well..." Trixie said, noticing the humans. "Who are these ponies? More fans of the GREAT and POWERFUL Trixie, I presume?"

"Most likely not." Twilight said, Trixie gasped. "They aren't even from this dimension....."

"Really?" Trixie said, obviously impressed.

"Yes. By an evil force, known as Emperor Pyro-Zi." Austin explained.

"Pyro-Zi, huh?" Trixie snorted. "He is no match for the GREAT and POWERFUL Trixie! Oh, where are Trixie's manners? Let me introduce myself...I....Am-"

"The great and powerful Trixie..." All of the humans impatiently said.

"No! You must add the emphasis on GREAT, and POWERFUL! Like so!" Trixie said, smirking. Ze looked at Trixie, and for some reason, felt...Different.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, Trixie..." Ze said. "Ze's name is Ze."

"Ze...." Trixie repeated the name, liking the way it sounded. "Trixie likes that name.....Trixie wants to get to know Ze a bit more...."

"Ummmm....Really?" Ze said, his confidence perking up.

"Yes, really! Come, let us...."Talk" in Trixie's carriage..." Trixie led Ze into her shed, and shut the door.

Nova immediately pulled out his phone, and called a Number. "Hello? Pony sluts R us? Yeah, I'm sorry, but you're gonna need to cancel that order I placed....Yeah, my friend Ze hit the JACKPOT!" Nova hung up the phone, and received nothing but stares. "What?!"

"Hey, is there ummm....Any alcohol at this Party?" Freddie asked hopefully.

"Nope, sorry Fredzo, but there are kids here!" Pinkie answered, giggling.

Freddie groaned, but got an idea when he noticed the already empty punch bowl. He grinned. "Say, Pinkie, mind if I refill the punch bowl for ya?"

Pinkie hopped up and down. "Aww, that'd be super!"

"Great! Come-on, Nova..." Freddie said, gesturing towards the punch, Nova followed.

"YYYYEEEAAAAHHH!!!!!!!! LET'S PAAARTTTYY!!!!!!!!!!" Horsepower shouted, jumping headfirst into a cake.

"I like the way you think!" Pinkie said, diving into another cake, and swirling it up with her tongue.

"That's.....Fucking gross..." Marcus said, suddenly not feeling hungry anymore.

Meanwhile.....

Sugarcube Corner....

Back inside Sugarcube Corner, Freddie and Nova were adding the very SPECIAL ingredient to the punch.

"Heh heh hehhhh..." Freddie chuckled, pouring a pink-like liquid into the bowl.

"You REALLY want that liquor, don't ya, Fred?" Nova said, grinning as he watched his friend continue pouring.

"This party blows without something to liven it up!" Freddie said as the bowl was not filled to the top of the rim.

"Okay, but don't come crying to me when you wake up with AIDS in he morning..." Nova said.

"Yeah, yeah. Got it, Mom." Freddie replied, brushing Nova off. They then soon returned to town with the liquid, and placed it on the Table. Pinkie immediately hopped up to it.

"Mmmmm.....That punch looks YUMMY!" Pinkie grabbed a cup-full of the stuff, and guzzled it down. "Whoa! It's got a certain PINCH to it!" She quickly poured herself another cup.

Soon, all of the party was over at the table, trying some of the Punch, but CM Punk was particularly suspicious....He leaned down by the punch, and sniffed it. His face immediately contorted into that of an angry individual.

"I. Smell. Alky....." Punk said, flaring his nostrils. He ran up to Austin, and knocked his glass out of his hands before he could take a drink.

"Hey! The hell, man?" Austin said, frustrated.

"Don't drink that! It's Alcohol!" Punk cried.

"How do you-"

"I COULD SMELL IT....." Punk interrupted. Austin fully believed him, Punk had done this many a time at Party's, and he always warned Austin of it. Austin only drank when he was around his wife, so nothing...Fishy would happen.

"Am I the only one safe?" Austin asked worriedly.

"Marcus hasn't taken a drink yet, and I sure as hell hope he doesn't. We don't need Drunkus at this party, that's for sure!" Punk cringed at the thought of a drunk Marcus running around in a toga.

"What about the children?"

"I was able to round them up into the corner. Told them that was big pony juice, and if they drank it, they would grow tentacles. Thank god none of them think tentacles are cool..."

Austin nodded. "Sweet....So, everyone else is gonna get drunk?"

Punk looked down at the ground sadly. "Yes, they are all doomed....To act like complete, and utter....JACKASSES." DUN DUN DUUUUUUNNN.....

"My god....." Austin said, quickly praying. "I don't know, how bad could it be?"

Many minutes later.....

Ya had to ask, didn't you?

"Here...." Fluttershy said, pouring alcohol down her bird's throats. "Gotta drink up if you guys wanna be.....UNNIIQUUEE...." Fluttershy's wings gave out, and she fell to the ground. The birds only needed one drink, and they were unconscious.

"Oh my..." Fluttershy said, puking. "I feel....GREEEAAATTT..."

Pinkie Pie wasn't hopping, she was spinning around like a top, and hadn't gotten busy in the slightest.

"Pinkie....Are you okay?" Marcus asked, walking up to Pinkie. He'd soon regret it, though, as he too was picked up in her tornado.

"Oh, hi, Marrkkkehhh....Ya wanna spin with me toooo?" Pinkie slurred.

"Goddammit, you're drunk!" Marcus yelled.

Pinkie hiccuped. "Drunk? Oh, yur silleh, Markeh...I'm not....Drunkkkk.....Silly, silly, silly, silly, silly, silly.....SIIIIIILLLLYYYYY!" She flicked Marcus's nose with her hoof.

"Pinkie, stop spinning RIGHT NOW." Marcus ordered.

"Ooohhhh....Kay...." Pinkie stopped, and the momentum launched Marcus into another cake.

"Grrrrr....." Marcus brought his face up from the cake. Pinkie hopped over to him, albeit a but clumsily, and licked all the icing and batter off of his face.

"Mmmmmm....You taste like yum....I wonder what your wiener tastes like, doe...." Pinkie advanced towards Marcus, she had a mix of a drunk and lustful stare in her eyes.

"Oh shit!" Marcus panicked. "This ain't how it works in the hood!" He ran away from Pinkie as fast as he could.

"Hey....Get bak hur.....I needa test yuuurrr...." Pinkie couldn't finish her sentence, as she passed out.

"Hey...Look at me, everyone....I'm Derrrppeehhh..." Rainbow Dash slurred, flying around horribly in circles.

"Hey!" Derpy whined, crossing her arms. "You need to act more stupider than that!"

Dash crashed head first into the ground, she kept digging, and digging, and digging deeper, until finally....

One dimension over.....

Dash's head popped up. She looked at where she was. She could see a bunch of large buildings, getting destroyed by a giant lizard in the distance, numerous people were fleeing the area, running and screaming bloody murder, this was obviously a crisis...But Dash found it to be cool.

"AWSUUUUMMMM..." Dash said, drunkenly gazing over at the carnage the monster was causing. An Asian man ran up to her.

"小马驹！快跑！你为什么不跑？！这是严重的！哥斯拉是回来了！哥斯拉已经返回摧毁;中国！你看不到的突变高的水平，这是造成？！要跑！要跑！要跑！！！！！！" (Translation: Little pony! Run! Why you not run?! This is serious! Godzilla is back! Godzilla has returned to destroy all of China! Do you not see the high level of catastrophe this is causing?! RUN! RUN! RUN!!!!!!!!!!!)

"Kuuullll..." Dash said happily as Godzilla had now grabbed the Asian they was trying to warn her, and had eaten him in one bite. Godzilla looked down at Dash, and gave a menacing roar.

"Aww yeh? Yah don't scur meh...." Dash drunkily crawled out of the hole, and kicked Godzilla right in his tiny nuts. I guess it was true what they say about the Asians, because HOLY SHIT were they tiny!

Godzilla fell over in pain at the nut-shot, and crushed numerous buildings on his way down. It was official, a innocent little pony....Could cause more damage to China than Godzilla.....But why the hell was he in China, though? Must be lost....Dash plowed back into the hole, and was back in Ponyville in no time.

"That....Was so dum kewl...I men....WUW...I just..." Dash too now, was unconscious.

Applejack and Big Mac were in the middle of Town Hall, having drunk sex as Apple Bloom looked on.

"Applejeck? Big Mec? WHAT'RE YA'LL DOIN' TA EACHOTHER?!"

"HEH HEH HEEEEEHHHHH....." Was all Big Mac could say as he filled Applejack's stomach with his cum. How lovely.....

Applejack and Big Mac slumped onto the ground, and from a mix of exhaustion and downright drunkenness, passed out, with Big Mac's dick still inside Applejack's pussy.

Apple Bloom looked on at her passed out siblings. "Wow!" She thought. "That looks like fun! Maybeh ah can try it with Kit when we become friend again!"

Oh, such great Role models these ponies are.....

"Hey, Austin, how ya doing?" Punk asked, limping up to his friend.

"Well, besides Twilight licking my ear..." Austin began, as Twilight began licking all of his face like an ice cream Cone. "....I'm doing pretty good!"

"I'll put a spell on you.....Because you're MIIIIIIIINNNNNNEEEEEE..." Twilight drunkily sang in between licks.

"Keep practicing, Twi...You'll get better..." Austin sighed. "Someday....."

"Ha!" Punk laughed. "You think YOU'RE in hot water? Look at this shit!" Punk cried as Rarity was still clenched onto his legs, grinding them with her pussy.

"Well, this SUCKS!" Austin screamed, pushing Twilight away for his hoof.

"I know..." Punk complained. "Let's go home...It's 1:00 in the morning."

"Yeah, good idea. Be good girl, Twilight...I'll see you tomorrow."

"If you could see that I'm the one who understands you.....Been here all along so why can't you see? You belong with me.....You belong with me......" Twilight sang, gazing up at Austin with her creepy Lesson Zero smile on her face.

"How the hell does she know Taylor Swift?" Punk asked, shaking his head, Austin just shrugged. Punk began shaking his legs, desperately trying to get Rarity off.

"Your dick shall be MINE!" Rarity screamed as she was staying hung on like a Sloth on a tree-branch.

"Get the hell off, you evil BEAST!" With one final shake, Punk was able to get Rarity off. Punk raised his leg, and Rarity slid down it like a Firefighter, and landed on the ground unscathed.

"Well, this sure was a party to remember...." Punk said, laughing along with Austin as they walked off to their homes.

Twilight and Rarity looked into eachother's eyes, opened their mouths, and simultaneously shared their own puke. The vomit dripped like a faucet as the two mares passed out.

Over at the large food table, though, Freddie was still awake, he was only a few of the ponies still awake, actually. He began singing. "I'll drive a million miles To be with you tonight....So if you're feeling low.....Turn up your radio.....The words we use are strong....They make reality...But now the music's on....Oh baby dance with me yeah. Rip it up, Move down, Rip it up, Move it down to the ground, Rip it up, Cool down, Rip it up, And get the feeling not the word.....Ev'rybody have fun tonight....Ev'rybody have fun tonight.....Ev'rybody Wang Chung tonight....Ev'rybody have fun tonight....Ev'rybody Wang Chung tonight...Ev'rybody have fun......"

"WOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!" Nova screamed, clapping his hooves in drunken excitement. "FUCK YEAH! FUCK YEAH!!!!! ENCORE!!!!!! ON-FUCKING-COOOOORREEEEE!!!!!"

Nova would never get his encore, though, as Finally, Freddie fell off the table, face-planted, and passed out.

Nova laughed out loud. "Fucking....Pussy...." Right then and there, though, Nova fell on the ground, and passed out as well.

All that was left awake, was Ryback, who had been spinning around, executing ballet moves since he became drunk.

"Alright, Punk...Where's my Championshi-" Daniel Bryan was about to finish his sentence, but paused when he saw the carnage.

"Perhaps, we should come back during a better time..." Sandow suggested.

"Uhhhh.....Right!" John said, gesturing towards his allies to walk.

"Hurr, hurr....Dumbasses." Was all Jeff could say, as he began walking back with his boss.

Trixie stepped out of her shed, looking around intently. She chuckled at what she saw. There was vomit, spilled beer, and passed out ponies as far as the eye could see. She went back inside her shed, and shut the door.

"They sure were making a lot of noise earlier..." Trixie continued. "But now, the noise has stopped, the party has been crashed, the night...Is Trxie's....And Ze's." She trotted over to Ze, who was chained up on a wall, and whipped him with a riding crop.

"Ze may have scars all over his body, but he wants you to know, oh SEXY and WICKED Trixie....He enjoys this very much."

"Of course you do! The CUNNING and IN CONTROL Trixie knows what she is doing!" Trixie boasted. "And since you, Ze, are my number one fan....You get special treatment..."

"Thank you, mistress! Your punishment is very welcom-"

"You do not talk while Trixie....WHIPS you into shape!" Trixie proclaimed, smacking Ze with the riding crop once again.

All of a sudden, out of the corner of the screen, Piggy Pie popped up out of nowhere.

" "Th-Th-Th-Th-Th-... That's all, folks!" Piggy Pie exclaimed, as she puked all over your Television screen.

------TO BE CONTINUED-------